When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!

Chapter 442 Wanjian Mountain

In the Third Medicine Valley, in front of a mountain on the north side, Gu An and An Xin stood side by side. They watched as the disciples inserted swords into the mountain.

There are no flowers or plants on this mountain. It is bare and the rocks are red. The mountain is not naturally formed, but is a special stone purchased by Gu An. This stone is often used to make formations, magical tools, etc.

An Xin turned to look at Gu An and asked curiously: "Master, did you create this sword mountain to leave a legacy?"

Gu An smiled and said, "You will know later."

Seeing that he spoke so mysteriously, An Xin became even more curious about the Jianshan Mountain ahead.

Gu An raised his hand and waved, and a stone tablet flew out, landed in front of Jian Mountain, and was inserted into the soil. He waved in the air and used his finger as a pen to carve words on the stone tablet.

An Xin looked intently, and she could feel an aura from Gu An's handwriting. She couldn't describe this aura in words. For some reason, she felt a kind of loneliness.

Wanjian Mountain!

The reason why Gu An didn't write about Wanjian Mountains directly was because he was afraid that it would directly conflict with the cause and effect. One missing word would look redundant, but in fact it is very different.

There are many Wanjian Mountains in different worlds, and there are also many Wanjian Mountains.

The moment the words Wan Jian Mountain came out, An Xin suddenly felt that this sword mountain had a god.

There were obviously many disciples inserting swords on the mountain, but it just made her feel different.

"When they finish their work, no disciples will be allowed to set foot there in the future."

Gu An dropped these words and turned to leave.

An Xin stood there and continued to admire Wanjian Mountain. She always felt that this mountain held secrets.

In the next few days, Wanjianshan became an existence that was often discussed by the disciples in the valley and the visiting monks. The three words Wanjianshan sounded very powerful, not to mention the relationship between Gu An, the master of the valley, and Fudao Sword Master, which made They have to pay attention.

News is also spreading to Taixuanmen.

Ever since Gu An claimed that he was the Fudao Sword Master, his reputation has risen sharply. Major families have also investigated him. Pan An's true identity can no longer be hidden. It is precisely because Pan An is him that major families have begun to let their disciples They studied books such as The Romance of the Gods, Journey to the West, and The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and they felt that Sword Master Fudao must be hoping to convey something to them through Pan An.

No matter how much they think about it, if they can memorize Pan An's book, they will have something to say when facing Fudao Sword Master in the future, and there is no harm in it.

This day, at noon.

Outside Taixuan Gate.

An Hao led Jueluo Sword Lord out of the forest. He turned to look at Jueluo Sword Lord and said, "I only know that my master is at Taixuanmen. I don't know who he is specifically. If he wants to see you, he will find you. Remember, Don’t harm your disciples.”

Jueluo Sword Lord hummed: "How can I, the majestic Sword Lord of Dahong Jiantian, harm mortal beings?"

He turned into a sword light and fled towards Taixuan Sect.

An Hao chased after him, but he could no longer find Jueluo Sword Lord's aura.

So, An Hao decided to go to the Third Medicine Valley to see An Xin.

After half a stick of incense, An Hao landed on the top of a mountain. From here, he could overlook the entire Third Medicine Valley.

Compared with many years ago, the Third Medicine Valley is more prosperous and more imposing. Every surrounding mountain is covered with formations, and the disciples in the valley can be seen working and cultivating.

"It's true that things have changed."

An Hao murmured to himself, his tone full of emotion.

He suddenly panicked, fearing that An Xin was gone.

He was about to jump down when there was movement next to him. He glanced over and saw a man and a mouse running towards him. He remembered that the rat was Gu An's white spirit rat. There were many in Taixuan Sect, but he had never seen any white spirit rat as fat as Gu An's white spirit rat, so he always remembered it.

Behind Bai Lingshu is a strong young man.

An Hao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the other party for the first time.

This guy looked a bit like Gu An, which made him feel a little confused.

The most important thing is that this child has no spiritual power, but his body is amazingly strong. He even feels that this child has a Nirvana body.

An Hao became interested in Long Qing. When the white spirit mouse ran past him, he didn't care and kept staring at Long Qing.

The white spirit rat suddenly stopped and turned to look at An Hao, his eyes full of suspicion.

It felt like it had seen this person before somewhere.

When Long Qing saw An Hao's gaze, he couldn't help but slow down. He had to be decent in front of outsiders and couldn't embarrass the Third Medicine Valley.

He came to An Hao, cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "I am Long Qing, a disciple of the Third Medicine Valley. I don't know your name, but you want to enter the Third Medicine Valley?"

Today, the Third Medicine Valley has a great reputation in Taixuan Sect and has a high status. As a disciple of the Third Medicine Valley, even a handyman disciple can have the confidence to face anyone.

An Hao looked at Long Qing and asked, "What is your relationship with Gu An?"

When Long Qing heard the other party calling his master by his first name and his extraordinary demeanor, he guessed that An Hao had a close relationship with his master, so he replied: "He is my master. Are you looking for him? He just went out today and should be there before evening." If you can come back, I will take you into the valley?"

"Master? Why do I feel like you are his descendant?" An Hao smiled.

Hearing this, Long Qing was not angry, because many people had said this, and he had doubted it, but Gu An denied that they were related by blood. In the end, he could only blame it on his appearance being affected by his master after being together for a long time. ,temperament.

Long Qing shook his head and said: "I'm not, I hope so."

An Hao did not ask further questions, nor did he care about the hint of loneliness in his tone. An Hao smiled and said: "Punch me. If it hurts me, I will teach you physical magical powers. You can use them without spiritual power."

Long Qing frowned and said, "Isn't it bad?"

Supernatural power?

Do you think I am just a master?

He had learned magical powers from Shen Xinzi, but in his opinion, the magical powers were not that powerful.

An Hao raised his hand and asked with a provocative look: "Are you not afraid anymore? You have such a powerful body, but you don't dare to take action. Are you not living up to God's gift to you?"

When Long Qing heard this, he became angry immediately.

He raised his right hand and slowly made a fist. Visible energy surrounded his fist. His robe began to flutter, his long hair fluttered, and his whole temperament suddenly changed.

His expression turned grim, making An Hao feel more like Gu An.

Long Qing said coldly: "If I defeat you, don't regret it!"

An Hao smiled proudly: "You want to defeat me? You won't be able to do it even if you practice for another hundred thousand years!"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Long Qing's eyes. He stepped out suddenly, with his right fist behind him. His body was like a bow, and the fist came out from his waist. All the energy from his body poured into his fist.

He could feel that An Hao was very strong. In order not to be embarrassed, he would naturally go all out.

When this punch was struck, the roar was like a muffled thunder, alarming the Yaogu disciples in the distance. Whether they were on the mountain or in the valley, they all turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

An Xin, who was practicing under the Xuanqing tree, also opened his eyes and frowned.

(End of chapter)